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Сторінка xi
... hopes of dawn . p . 155-157 , * See the beginning of his Soliloquy , p . 153 . + Dejecting profpect ! Soon the hapless hour May come perhaps , this moment it impends ! —— Which drives me forth to penury and cold , Naked , and beat by ...
... hopes of dawn . p . 155-157 , * See the beginning of his Soliloquy , p . 153 . + Dejecting profpect ! Soon the hapless hour May come perhaps , this moment it impends ! —— Which drives me forth to penury and cold , Naked , and beat by ...
Сторінка xii
... hopes that the care of Providence , which has hitherto always protected him , will again interfere ; and diffipate the clouds that were gathering over him . * As yet my foul ne'er felt th ' oppreffive weight Of Indigence , unaided ...
... hopes that the care of Providence , which has hitherto always protected him , will again interfere ; and diffipate the clouds that were gathering over him . * As yet my foul ne'er felt th ' oppreffive weight Of Indigence , unaided ...
Сторінка xxix
... hopes his terror to elude , By day , he mingles with the croud : Yet finds his foul to fears a prey , In bufy crouds , and open day . If night alone his walk furprize , What horrid visions round him rife ! That blasted oak , which meets ...
... hopes his terror to elude , By day , he mingles with the croud : Yet finds his foul to fears a prey , In bufy crouds , and open day . If night alone his walk furprize , What horrid visions round him rife ! That blasted oak , which meets ...
Сторінка xxxv
... hopes his terror to elude , By day he mingles with the croud ; Yet finds his foul to fears a prey , In bufy crouds , and open day : If night alone his walk furprize , What horrid vifions round him rife ! p . 35. ver . 149-154 . C 2 ...
... hopes his terror to elude , By day he mingles with the croud ; Yet finds his foul to fears a prey , In bufy crouds , and open day : If night alone his walk furprize , What horrid vifions round him rife ! p . 35. ver . 149-154 . C 2 ...
Сторінка lvii
... hopes , on races won , his fame to raise . The pompous triumph , to the hero due , Shall ne'er elate his foul with haughty joy ; Nor conqu❜ring laurels , awful on his brow , ` - Proclaim him great , and mighty to destroy . The mufic of ...
... hopes , on races won , his fame to raise . The pompous triumph , to the hero due , Shall ne'er elate his foul with haughty joy ; Nor conqu❜ring laurels , awful on his brow , ` - Proclaim him great , and mighty to destroy . The mufic of ...
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Сторінка 35 - Nature's whole charms to him are lost, No more the woods their music boast ; No more the meads their vernal bloom, No more the gales their rich perfume : Impending mists deform the sky, And beauty withers in his eye. In hopes his terrors to...
Сторінка 191 - THE AUTHOR'S PICTURE. While in my matchless graces wrapt I stand, And touch, each feature with a trembling hand ; Deign, lovely self ! with art and nature's pride, To mix -the colours, and the pencil guide. Self is the grand pursuit of half mankind ; How vast a crowd by self, like me, are blind!
Сторінка 12 - And ftill is pregnant, tho' fhe ftill beftows. Here verdant paftures wide extended lie, And yield the grazing herd exuberant fupply. .Luxuriant waving in the wanton air, Here golden grain rewards the peafant's care : Her vines mature with frefh carnation glow, And heav'n above diffufes heav'n below.
Сторінка 132 - Tis thine, alas ! eternal fcorn to prove, Nor feel one gleam of comfort warm thy heart. But, if my fair this cruel law impofe, Pleas'd, to her will I all my foul refign, To walk beneath the burden of my woes, Or fink in death, nor at my fate repine. Yet...
Сторінка 13 - Primeval night refumes her gloomy reign. Then from their dens, impatient of delay, The favage monfters bend their fpeedy way, Howl thro' the fpaciouswafte, and chafe the frighted prey.
Сторінка 82 - To funfhine we fly from too piercing an air : But love's ardent fever burns always the fame ; No winter can cool it, no fummer inflame. But fee the pale moon, all clouded, retires, The breezes grow cool, not STREPHON'S defires : I fly from the dangers of tempeft and wind, Yet nourifh the madnefs that preys on my mind; Ah, wretch! how can life be worthy thy care?
Сторінка 198 - LAP-DOG. I NEVER bark'd when out of season ; I never bit without a reason ; I ne'er insulted weaker brother; Nor wrong'd by force nor fraud another: Though brutes are placed a rank below, Happy for man could he say so ! BLACKLOCK.
Сторінка iii - Among thefc early effays of his genius, there was one which is infcrted in his works. It was compofed •when he was but twelve years old ; and has fomething very pretty in the turn of it ; and •very promifing, for one of fo tender an age.
Сторінка 36 - Till ev'ry human pain and care, All that may be, and all that are, But falfe imagin'd ills appear, Beneath our hope, our grief, or fear. And, if I right invoke thy aid, By Thee be all my woes allay'd: With fcorn inftruft me to defy Impofing fear, and lawlefs joy ; To ftruggle thro...